Child's Eyes

I once knew a boy who could imagine great things. He could run up a mountain, swim the depths of the sea. He could fly a jet fighter and then come home for tea. As life became real his dreams were pushed further away. Responsibility overtakes dreams when there are bills you must pay. I once knew a boy who could turn ice into flame. He could imagine a world totally free from all pain. He could visualise worlds by gazing at stars, see God up in heaven or meet him on Mars. He knew that the boy would soon be a man. He accepted that nature had its well rehearsed plan. I once knew a boy who could swim with sharks, live in outer space and drive the fastest of cars. He could run like the wind, see sun shine in the dark. He could make enemies friends, feel the touch of the stars. He could soar like an eagle, create spaceships with sand, harness the power of the universe in the palm of his hand. I once knew a boy and still see him to this day. As I look in the mirror he stares back in his way. Though the imagination of childhood seems to have been buried away, I can see in his eyes it's still there and there to stay.